The Devoted Few - On The Mirror, In The Dust lyrics

early morning train ride, central coast slipping in and out of a cold dream hey there laura what you waiting for as your room fills up with fish, bugs, spiders, birds fortune teller whispers in my ear "hey man," she says "keep your eye on this one" when I found you I was on my last legs and when you saw me you had just crashed landed and I hope to god that you don't turn out like me and I'll pray to god that you don't turn out like me 6am bus comes to pick you up bright and early, I'm still counting sheep hey there laura what you waiting for go out and grab life by it's old neck but I hope to god that you don't turn out like me and I'll pray to god that you don't turn out like me does it have to be a reoccurring dream you're a sight to see your soliloquy laura's on the mirror in the dust